Requiem's Song: Dawn of Dragons, Book 1

Requiem's Song: Dawn of Dragons, Book 1

Daniel Arenson

Weredragons, males name them. Monsters. Cursed ones. those that can develop into beastly reptiles.

In an historic international simply emerging from darkness, they're all over. a few wander the plains with clans of giant hunters. Others are born in riverside huts. a few dwell around the ocean the place seafaring tribes are getting to know the secrets and techniques of bronze and writing in clay. in all places their curse is the same--people who can develop wings, breathe fireplace, and take flight as dragons.

And all over, they're hunted. They disguise in forests and caves, dispersed. Many are by myself, unaware that others exist. they're kept away from, afraid, demise . . . till a gaggle of those misplaced souls binds jointly and stands tall.

A blacksmith in an international of stone instruments. A immense hunter exiled from her tribe. A touring juggler and a wandering warrior. An aged druid and an outcast prince. they're weredragons. they're cursed and hunted. jointly they'll forge a brand new tribe, a house for his or her sort. A sunrise of dragons rises. The state of Requiem is born.___

In 2011, Blood of Requiem introduced readers to legendary Requiem, a land the place humans can develop into dragons. The ebook and its sequels went directly to promote over 250,000 copies, beautiful readers round the world. Requiem's Song returns to Requiem with a brand new tale--for either new readers and previous fans--of wings, claws, and dragonfire.

REQUIEM'S tune sunrise OF DRAGONS, publication ONE through Daniel Arenson Copyright � 2014 by way of Daniel Arenson All rights reserved. This novel is a piece of fiction. Names, characters, locations and incidents are both the fabricated from the author's mind's eye, or, if actual, used fictitiously. No a part of this ebook could be reproduced or transmitted in any shape or by means of an digital or mechanical ability, together with photocopying, recording or via any info garage and retrieval method, with out the specific written.

The tribe were her simply domestic on the grounds that she'd been a child. Laira had frequently dreamed of fleeing, of discovering others like her, different cursed ones, capable of turn into dragons. but now that she had actually fled, the phobia wouldn't go away her. She sucked in breath and tightened her lips. you are able to do this, Laira. you're ready. you're powerful. you could have dreamed of this all of your lifestyles, and now the day is right here. "Freedom," she whispered. "A likelihood for a brand new, higher lifestyles. All i need to do is live." while night.

correct, I carved your rattling get away direction. Come on!" She tugged his tail. "Hurry." He pulled his head unfastened, leaving the tunnel jam-packed with corpses, and observed that Maev had widened the opening within the ceiling—it was once now simply huge sufficient for his human shape. He beat his wings, scattering smoke, and flew towards the outlet. He grabbed the rim along with his left claw, published his magic, and dangled as a human. "Maev!" he shouted. the golf green dragon nonetheless flew via the wall under. She was once now blowing her personal hearth into the.

Laira approached. Their merciless beaks—large sufficient to swallow men—clacked open and close, and their talons, that have been longer than human fingers, dug into the soil. Their eyes watched Laira, glowing orbs like circles of bronze. have been they now not tethered to the totem, Laira proposal they might bounce towards her, tear out her entrails, and ceremonial dinner. The tribesmen stood in all places, dour, staring, clad in fur and leather-based and preserving spears. a few stared at Laira balefully. One hunter, a burly guy with a scraggly pink.